Tango

The black dust settles ...
Grey clouds ...too frightened to move
There is no sea , no sign of life
No sign of nature ... No sign of mother
The wreckages of the black pearl - Black ravens
Drinking the blood of the earth
From a straw -breaking her back with their a long brittle whip , a long bloody spatula - over grown -with fragments of the earth's spine stuck to it
The violins resound in the empty bellies of the wind
This silver and black dust of the east and west - tango
Rising
Determined to show who is superior
Determined to seduce
Determined to be the supreme rule of the desolate lands of wreckages - of reLations - their images lay every where , in every angle - WRECKED angles
They dance placing their burnt elegant feet , between the pains of their partner , carefully slashing main arteries perfectly , so sweetly
Injecting their ancestorial potion from the black mamba
They tango until two ----- leaves one